Not really what we expected.She was expecting a porn dvd. I really thought it would some kinky sex toy. She picked up the note and read."Put the ear p...ece on and start fooling around," Susan said. "I get it, this is going to be some stupid phone sex gag. We start fucking and hit the button, then there is some woman on the other end talking dirty to us."Made since to me, and I felt myself getting hard. Although I was waiting for Susan to say it was stupid and toss it in the trash."That is kinda. “Aunt Nora? Never! She’s ... a... , “ Natasha freaked out rather predictably, like clockwork.“Bet you’re wishing that your own mother was still alive. I don’t know what happened to her, do you? I just know that she’s dead for some odd reason. What’s wrong with Aunt Nora, again? Maybe it should just be me, Mom, and Chelsea here. Blood kin, you know!” I taunted the girls further.“No ... please, Aunt Nora is a ... a ... a,” Heather stammered now.“A what, Heather?” I persisted.“A ... dyke! A. “ Br - Brian,” she gasped. “Tell me what you want,” I told her. I trailed my tongue just inside her lips.“You know w-what I want.” “Tell me.” I took her clit in my mouth, keeping my eyes locked on her face. She bit her lip, but a small moan escaped anyway. I dived into her sticky mess, lapping up whatever my tongue slid on. The head of my dick rested against my stomach. Her moans had brought it back to life. “Ohhh . Eat it, baby,” she whined. I had to hold her thighs down to keep her wide open.. Before he could fall I had turned and sliced across his throat with the blade of his broken knife. The captain did not say anything and neither did anyone else. They started calling me Swordbreaker after that. Three weeks waiting for a ship was beginning to take its toll. I jerked up as the GQ alarm began blaring and got dressed.Since I was off I went to the single boarding hatch airlock the captain directed us to. The others were shifting around as the executive office walked in, "Swordbreaker.